Daemian POV
Smirking as Kiani pushes herself away from me I arch an eyebrow in amusement as her chosen words demand a solicitation of response
The cool evening air tenderly caresses our flesh as I close my eyes and slowly lick the taste of her kiss that yet warms these ancient lips
There, there is the gateway that I was seeking...an open door to the memories burned deep within her Vampiric core
As my eyes open and I pierce deep into her gaze, the living arcanes begin to vibrate a soft and pleasing rhythm within my veins..melodic.
Smiling an arrogance of position a gleam of light twinkles in my eyes and alerts her that something is about to instantly transpire
I watch as she takes a step back, her cocky cuteness displayed so deliciously forthright...a hint of the curious upon her grin
Kiani, how sweet the flavor of your creature as it carriages my mind through the endless chasms of time...even now I watch as you fall
Such a big tree for a little fairy like you to be climbing in search of but a few eggs...a very long way down to tumble, was it not?
Did you think that your shieldings could wipe away the memories stored in the essences of your deepest kiss?
Much like the bloodsong that houses your secrets and power, the deep kiss is direct access to the female that resides beyond the Vampire.
Did your fragile body ache when you hit the ground from so high above? Could you feel your bones snap like twigs when the earth didn't move?
Reputation? You have no idea the very depths of my debauchery but before our journey ends, you WILL submit and moan out loudly to the gods!
I observe as the mortal female loses her footing and falls hard upon the solid ground beneath the tree...an explosion of searing pain
The force of the impact disrupting her brain and it panicked...shutting down various parts of her broken body in order to save itself.
The blood in her veins cried out to the wind and the goddess, pleading for aid...a figure appears in her fading vision...a male figure
The dark majicks begin to siphon enormous quantities of energy from inside me as they fight to bring his face clearly into view.
My ageless eyes begin to glow brightly the radiance of illuminated emerald as the arcanes struggle to shatter the forces than rebuke them.
He is an ancient...enormously powerful of this I'm sure but his face escapes my probings...Very impressive majicks.
Reaching out my hand, open as if to request her hand in mine, I smile warmly...my heart beating hard inside my chest
You are truly a magnificent creature Kiani and while I wont deny my sexual ache for you, I must know...Who is your messiah?